Trapped in Paradise

Vol 3. Chapter 7: Night talk
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It's too weak!  As the male protagonist of the imperial text, he is actually good-looking but useless!

I thought he was very strong! Every battle in the book starts with half an hour, but Wen Yang can't even withstand one round.

Sure enough, Xiao Huangwen is just Xiao Huangwen. Reality is not that outrageous. It's just an exaggeration in the book.

For example, how could a description like entering the womb possibly happen in reality! I'm afraid someone could die!

And the shape imprinted on the belly by the bulge, it's impossible to imagine!

Ning Chu felt a sigh of relief, and she didn't have to worry about it breaking.

Although that size, even if it's just eaten, is probably risky... It would bleed and hurt, right?

Her hands were full of a sweet smell for a demon, and she glanced down, a little disgusted, and directly pulled open the door and walked into the bathroom, opening the faucet and rinsing.

As a man, she used to feel very uncomfortable around the offspring of other men, but the sweet smell had diluted that rejection.

I can still remember that I was a man

Ah...

Ning Chu glanced at Wen Yang out of the corner of her eye, but saw that the guy was standing there awkwardly and embarrassed, stammering and not knowing what to say.

That moment of melancholy instantly dispersed, and she mocked cheerfully, “Dishes~”

“Get out! I need to go to the bathroom!“

”...

Wen Yang fled in defeat.

What's going on! I clearly didn't feel a thing for half the time, but it ended as soon as Ning Chu started.

He lay on the bed, feeling extremely remorseful.

It must have been because he was so nervous!

Ning Chu's innocent and pure face was full of shame, but she volunteered to help him with the unspeakable thing, and she held out her hand to him tremblingly... No man could resist such stimulation!

She is truly a demon.

I never realized before how shy Ning Chu is.

Well, it's not that I wasn't familiar with her before, it's just that I wasn't as familiar as I am now. Ning Chu used to read Xiao Huangwen in the dormitory late at night, and it was just as racy.

I just couldn't let go before.

Before long, a petite figure climbed into the covers.

The two were originally about ten centimeters apart, but in no time at all, the figure wriggled closer on its own, its back pressed against Wen Yang's arm.

Wen Yang, of course, understood the hint, and, rolling onto his side, once again placed his arm under Ning Chu's neck and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Why are you pushing against me again? You just got out!”

Ning Chu was furious.

“...

Wen Yang was helpless and innocent. He found that he could no longer sleep.

After one time, he could no longer hold back. After a moment of deliberation, he asked in a low voice, “How about helping me again?”

“I already said it was only once!”

“One last time! Really!”

“Pah! As if I don't know what you're thinking!”

Getting more than you bargained for!

Always picking on the honest!

Ning Chu sighed, too lazy to bother with Wen Yang. If she stoked the flames in her belly, she wouldn't be able to sleep.

“Then...you don't have to move, just get a little closer?”

“Don't you go too far!”

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She knew exactly what the man wanted!

“...

”From the tone of her voice, it seemed that Ning Chu was really angry. Wen Yang had to roll over and lie on her front, staring blankly at the ceiling.

No, it was even more uncomfortable.

I just had a taste, and it was like eating a ginseng fruit with Pigsy. It was over before I felt anything.

I'm so disappointing! It's not easy for Ning Chu to be so proactive.

“Wen Yang, do your uncles have any sons?”

“Why?”

Ning Chu turned over and faced Wen Yang. She rested her arm on her shoulder and stared straight at her leading man.

"My family doesn't have much money either. My brother has to work to earn money if he wants to get married.”

“If your uncles don't have any sons, would they treat you like a son and...“

Although she knew that such a thought was immoral, ever since she had moved into the rental house, she had increasingly wanted a house that belonged to her and Wen Yang.

Wen Yang thought for a moment: ‘My eldest uncle doesn't have any sons, but he does have a daughter.’

”But don't even think about it. Although my eldest uncle and uncles are very nice to me, they don't go so far as to treat me like a son.“

”Okay~”

Fortunately, Wen Yang is the male protagonist, and under the protection of the protagonist's aura, buying a house should not be a big problem.

It's just that Ning Chu doesn't want to keep sucking her brother's blood.

After pausing for a moment, she decided to go back to her old profession: “Wen Yang, in the future, I want to write novels every day!”

"Ah? Write novels?”

“I started writing in the third year of junior high school, and it's awesome!“

Although she didn't sign a contract until her freshman year, and even then it wasn't until her senior year that she started to rent an apartment and look for a job. She was just a small-time writer with a hundred or so average ratings and a monthly income of just over a thousand.

That included five hundred for perfect attendance.

She had already given up on this hobby and was planning to get a real job, but she never expected to time travel to the little emperor novel she wrote in her spare time.

”If you're interested, just write it. It doesn't cost anything.”

“Well, what if you write a bestseller, sell the copyright, and make tens of millions of dollars? You won't have to worry about food and clothing in your next life!"

She said that, but after struggling in the online writing world for so long, that kind of thinking had long since faded.

Ning Chu knew she didn't have that kind of talent, and she didn't even have the ability to support herself by writing novels.

But there was nothing wrong with supplementing her living expenses a little, just by playing games a few hours less every day.

“Well, then you support me, and I'll serve tea and do the housework for the great writer?“

”You said it~ We'll buy a big house! A big flat! Doing housework will kill you!"

Ning Chu giggled and came up, resting her head on Wen Yang's chest.

Wen Yang was topless, and the temperature of his skin made her flush even more.

The strong male scent mixed with a slightly sweet smell rushed into her nostrils, and she could clearly hear Wen Yang's heartbeat and pulse rhythm, steady and even.

Wen Yang wrapped his arm around the slender waist and gently hugged her.

“Buy a big flat, make a small e-sports room, and raise two cats...”

“I don't like cats.”

”...

Ning Chu was stuck, and angrily pinched Wen Yang's waist

meat, which made Wen Yang's body tremble with pain.

Damn it! A straight man!

“Let's sleep.”

She glared at Wen Yang in the dark, dissatisfied, and twisted her waist, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep.

But Wen Yang's devilish moan sounded in her ear, “Use your hands to help me again?”

The hot breath exhaled on her earlobe made her immediately soften her body.

“...

”One last time.”

“Liar!“

Ning Chu turned her head away to avoid Wen Yang's hot breath when he spoke.

”When have I ever lied to you?“

Although she understood that when a man said something like that, he was already lying,

she still held out some hope, ‘Really?’

”Well, for the last time."

Unable to resist the nagging, and the sense of shame in the dark not being that strong, she remained silent and secretly reached down.

It would be over in one round anyway.

It would be over in two rounds anyway.

Anyway...

“My hand is getting really tired!”

"It's almost over.”

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